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[letsplayalovegame]

You do realize that this isn't gonna work like fuckin' Bloody Mary, right? You can't just chant my name into a mirror three times so I can pop out of it and slap you across the face every single time you magically remember I exist and want to put me through hell.

[The irritation in his voice is palpable, even if the look on his face is neutral.]

Granted, if you'd like to do so, I'd take great pleasure in slapping some sense into you. Along with some semblance of memory. You're slipping again, forgetting about me -- and everyone else in this mindspace of yours -- for weeks, months, years at a time.

Have you learned anything? I don't know why I'm asking. Obviously not.

canon is a fox in space

[furcenary]

Noooo, kid, I get it. Furcenary. Mercenary, with fur. It's real clever, I promise you. Granted, half the universe has fur where I'm from, so it's really... not much of a unique trait, but. [ A lazy shrug. Whatever. ] Not about to get in a tizzy over it.

Let's just cut right to the chase, huh? Now I know it's... fun, I guess, to jump headfirst into something new, and exciting, and... all that. But you don't have a game plan. Now me, I don't necessarily mind putting my feet up for a bit, taking a rest, but...

[ A moment's pause, as it's hard to tell whether he's lost track of his own point or is just considering something new altogether. ]

You know what? Forget I said anything. Knock yourself out, kiddo.

Canon is Tweety's High-Flying Adventure!

[bikanel]

Well, this is certainly quite the surprise.

What did you have in mind, mundane?